I shower you with glass, stone and rubbish
I am the tempest
The things that you discarded so thoughtlessly
The stuff that you so quickly disposed
Out of your site and out of your mind
But I am the restoration of it all.
In an instant
With a ferocity that you thought others were over reacting to.
My ferocity is wildness
My power untamed
I am such that you shall both admire and fear me
You shall be sucked into a vacuum of your own creation
A vacuous screaming tower of everything broken and useful that you discarded without care or thought
Flesh shall be flayed
Stone shall be smashed to rubble
Metal shredded and bent like wheat
Water is hardened and instead of sustaining you, it shall pummel you instead
I am the tempest who returns the rubbish and trashed things that you so carelessly threw away.
This message is the mirror or sister to the ‘The Unveiled Bride” + ” Understanding power”
Little Wren 